Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

her palm brought her

pain and she withdrew her hand

she was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly,

to take the pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy,

to see her in such

"No --"

point of the knife touched her hand,

to mention the knife directly passed into her

back, but failed, because her hand

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

at her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

sort of

more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

looked at him coldly, "Brody,

looked at

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing

her to a chair

want me to care about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

he was still so furious that

tie you up

to

struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the

she was

"A little bit painful..."

said with

a beat when

little pain flashed

very feeble, but she was still

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her

you feel painful, you can shout

down at her. Then he

pointed the sharp knife

eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be

rose from the bottom of his

also because her own

into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

of liquid dripped on Brody's hand and

didn't know whether it was her tears

hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the

pierced

sharp pain in her palm seemed to

knife cutting

from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair

her eyes finally could not

were cut

wanted to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the crying